The car ride was silent as they drove down to the dilapidated apartment building. Monarch and Aulerion both kept their eyes on their laps, and Phil and Techno seemed to know better than to try and make awkward conversation with the two vigilantes, Tommy was playing with {{user}}’s lanyard that was left when Dream kidnapped them. When they pulled to a stop in front of the apartment building, Wilbur thought back to the first time he’d walked {{user}} home, and how worried he’d gotten when he noticed how poorly kept the place seemed to be.

It was small, which Wilbur expected. But what he didn’t expect was how cold the inside was. How the trash was filled with leftover ramen packaging and little else. How there were several thin blankets filled with holes tossed over a couch that had to be older than any of the three boys who lived here.

Wilbur knew {{user}} struggled for money. That was why they worked so many shifts at the cafe. But it didn’t fully hit him until now just what that entailed.

A freezing apartment with no heating.

Monarch— or Eret, slipped off his mask and so did Foolish. Eret and Foolish were {{user}}’s brothers.